The vicious villain is in luck again

An Ran woke up from that trance in an instant.

Zhao Yilong's tone was very wrong.

His name was Anran, which meant that it was her he wanted to see, not Jiang Anran.

The person who is in this body now is not Tiandao, nor Zhao Yilong, but someone else.

An Ran's tone was sharp and full of vigilance, "You are not Zhao Yilong, who are you?"

"What did you do to Zhao Yilong?"

Seeing that An Ran was exposed, he slowly straightened up, and the cool breath seemed to be carrying moist water vapor, brushing across An Ran's face, and her broken hair fell in an arc, falling on her lips.

His eyes moved, his gaze fell on the corner of An Ran's lips, and his slender fingers reached out again casually.

When An Ran saw this, he turned his head to hide, but was limited by the restrictions and still couldn't dodge.

Then there was a little warmth and coolness falling on her lips, mixed with a slight itchiness and crispness.

He lifted the ends of his hair and rubbed his fingertips. His neck was as slender as a swan, smooth and tight, showing a different kind of temptation under the blue fluorescence.

"What you really want to ask is what I did to Heaven, right?"

He played with his fingers and his tone was as smooth as water, without any ups and downs.

An Ran's mind was spinning rapidly.

The people living in this small world are pure ordinary people. Although they have various beliefs, there are actually no real gods and spirits.

Then he is definitely not from this small world.

What is this situation? Body snatching? Possession? Or reincarnation?

And it is unlikely that he is an ordinary person living under the operation of the laws of heaven and earth.

Since he knows the way of heaven, to some extent, it must be related to her and the way of heaven.

At least it must be someone who can discern the secrets of heaven.

If so, his strength has reached the point where he can influence or even suppress the way of heaven. This is no longer something ordinary people can do, not even a genius.

Because the way of heaven is above all things and laws.

He is too unfathomable.

While An Ran was thinking and analyzing, he took a few steps back.

The swan's neck turned gracefully that day, and his eyes were like water, slowly passing over the complete, round, soft and long wall.

"I never expected that such traces still exist in this seemingly ordinary little world."

"It's really a different world and a mystery."

His silver-white mask shimmered blue due to the fluorescent light. His palms were pressed against the wall, and his swiping movements were like stroking the fur of a beloved pet.

"Coming here, I gained a lot."

An Ran saw that he was obsessed with observing the wall and ignored her, so he simply stopped making trouble and gave up asking questions.

It seemed that he was not going to tell her his true identity, nor was he going to tell her what he had done to Tiandao.

There are more situations happening in this small world than in the previous one.

An Ran thought about what happened since entering the small world and felt that it was difficult.

Logically speaking, no matter it is the main world or the small world, people in it cannot easily go to other worlds, except for special circumstances such as her and Tiandao.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, small worlds and small worlds operate independently and do not interfere with each other.

And even if there are powerful people who have the ability to go to other worlds, it is a very rare phenomenon, and it is impossible for powerful people to appear frequently in a small world.

Counting Fu Jinyu and Meng Ziling who appeared in her dream before, plus this unknown person now, three powerful people have appeared.

The laws of heaven and earth and the barriers in this small world have probably been worn through a sieve.

What is the situation? What is there in this small world that can attract them?

In silence, An Ran silently thought about the commonalities among these powerful men.

What Fu Jinyu and Meng Ziling have in common is that their contractors and Taoist companions are the same person.

Because she entered by mistake

That girl's dream attracted them.

In this case, is it possible that the unknown person in front of me is here for this girl?

An Ran decided to deceive him.

Even if it's not, you can definitely come up with something else.

She rolled her eyes, hesitated and hesitated, and spoke intermittently, "You are just like Fu Jinyu and Meng Ziling..."

"Are you here for her?"

Hearing this, he stopped moving.

"oh?"

His fingers were still resting on the wall, softly immersed in the blue light, but his eyes were focused on An Ran again.

"They're here too."

A chuckle escaped his lips.

The smile seemed to be tainted with the tranquility and coldness of water in the temple, spreading across the empty space, distant and leisurely.

"It's really, really interesting."

Judging from his reaction, it seemed that he didn't know about Fu Jinyu and Meng Ziling's visit, so it wasn't because of that girl.

An Ran thought, could it be that it was really all about her?

But, why? She just came here to collect the luck of the son of luck, and she didn't make any enemies.

Wait! Could this person be...

An idea suddenly flashed in An Ran's mind.

She was about to speak when she heard the person in front of her sigh and ask, "Do you want to know the secret of this temple?"

What secret? But that's not the point.

An Ran subconsciously replied, "I don't want to."

However, he did not pause because of An Ran's unhesitating rejection, "Fu Jinyu and Meng Ziling passed

Your dream came in."

An Ran was surprised, "How did you know?"

He said nothing, walked over leisurely, and held An Ran's chin again.

An Ran shook her head and tried to struggle, but she couldn't get rid of it at all, and instead she was exhausted.

She was panting.

He was closer than last time, holding An Ran's cheeks in his hands, and his forehead gently touched the same place as hers.

So An Ran looked completely into his eyes.

No, it should be said that he completely captured her eyes.

In an instant, the scene in front of me began to distort, flickering in and out, and the world was spinning.

"I'll let you experience it again."

"Forget it, it's a gift I gave you when we first met."

An Ran took a few steps back unsteadily and then stopped.

She patted her head and finally woke up from her trance.

After patting it for a few times, An Ran suddenly stopped and looked at his hand.

Eh? She can move.

An Ran turned his hands under his eyes and saw that they were a pair of familiar hands, but they were much larger than before.

She became the little girl she had dreamed about before.

His words were still echoing in my ears before I fell into a trance.

She fell into the dream of a girl who was both a Taoist companion and a contractor.

No, it should be that the girl's remaining memory was implanted in her dream. After all, in her dream, the girl didn't even have her own name, it was replaced by her An Ran's.

This girl is so miserable.

An Ran sighed.

"Xiaoran, longevity noodles are here."

The girl's sister's voice came.

After hearing this voice, many complicated things appeared in An Ran's mind, and she naturally knew that the girl's sister was called Anser.

Today is her twelfth birthday, and Anser cooked a bowl of longevity noodles for her.

Anser and Anran are really similar to the names of the two sisters. It's a pity that this girl is not necessarily called Anran, because Anran is her name.

Anser put the bowl on the table and called An Ran over to eat.

An Ran sat down obediently, and An Se laid a poached egg and a handful of green onions on his face.

Spreading fragrance all over your face.

She picked up the chopsticks and looked at Anser.

There was a gentle smile on Anser's face, covering the back of Anran's hand, "I hope Xiaoran will be safe, happy and worry-free in the days to come."

"Thank you, sister." An Ran twitched the corner of her mouth with difficulty, she thought, I hope so.

From what she knew, it was clear that Anser's hopes and blessings were in vain.

Her sister will have a rough life in the future and will suffer a lot of inhuman torture.

Not knowing what to say, An Ran lowered her head and picked up the noodles with chopsticks.

But before she finished eating, she heard chaotic noises outside.

"Help!" The children's shrill voices of panic reached An Ran's ears.

An Ran put down the bowl and looked out the window doubtfully.

The ground was filled with wild sand, and children were swallowed up by the wind and sand as they fled in all directions, and soon disappeared into nothing.

Anser's face was cold, he stood up and walked outside.

An Ran also hurriedly followed.

When he opened the door, he saw the darkness covering the sky and the sun. A full moon was huge and bright, showing a strange and heavy dark red color. Under the cover of dark clouds, countless strands of black wind were flowing around, making a shrill scream.

The black wind knocked open the wooden door of the backyard and immediately plunged all the trees in the yard into darkness.

Under the strong wind, everything turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.

An Ran wanted to drag Anse and run towards the house, but the people around her remained motionless. She subconsciously looked at Anse.

Anser, who had the impression of being weak, raised his arm slightly, and a little golden light condensed on his fingertips.

The light formed a large circle and enveloped them inside.

The strong wind seemed to be attracted by the golden light and rushed towards them. Although they were not harmed, they could not move an inch.

And Anser's face paled visibly, and the light on her fingertips became darker and darker.

With a slight cracking sound, the light on Anser's fingertips disappeared, and the protective shield disappeared.

An Ran was pushed aside by Anser. She thought she was doomed, but found that all the black wind passed over her and rushed towards Anser, pouring into Anser's body.

Anser's long hair was faintly glowing with blood, her originally black pupils began to flash a strange red, her fresh lips became dull, and her whole person looked different.

If she was weak and quiet before, now she is more like a demon who has shed a layer of skin.

An Ran found herself feeling scared. She couldn't control herself and cried out timidly, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Anser looked at her with his eyes, which were completely cold and heartless.

An Ran couldn't see clearly how Anser moved. She only knew that she blinked, and the next second Anser's hand was stuck on her neck.

Her hands were so cold and so strong that they lifted An Ran's whole body off the ground. An Ran was gradually out of breath. She pinched An Se's fingers, but in vain.

She hissed with her mouth open, unable to make a complete sound, and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes and fell on Anser's hand.

In fact, An Ran didn't really want to cry, she just felt a little pain and some thoughts came to her mind automatically.

Anser, who was usually caring and gentle to her, treated her like this for the first time. She was no longer her sister.

Just thinking about it, tears automatically came out of my eyes.

"Tsk, the soul is actually pure." Anser's voice was mixed with male and female, and it was difficult to distinguish the true and false, "Let me have a taste."

The ends of her eyes were bright red, and a little flame mark appeared between her eyebrows. In An Ran's eyes, it seemed as if it was really burning. The flame flew out of An Se's forehead, fell on An Ran's body, and suddenly became grand.

Her skin was licked and burned by the tongues of fire, and she felt like her whole body was melting into the raging flames.

As it burned, the originally sober consciousness became chaotic, and An Ran felt that her brain had turned into a ball of paste.

So painful.

An Ran thought, she shouldn't be like this

pain.